The story starts out with grace meeting zayn before x factor. Zayn looses his phone and lost all contact with her for 2 years. Now he comes back home with the other 4 lads to be at his oldest sisters wedding. Grace is there but will they reconnect?

ATTENTION PLEASE: in this story I spell Zayns name Zain because that's what it was before the x factor... Along the way I'm going to change it to the way it's spelled now (Zayn)


12. First aid kit

Grace's P.O.V. 

I let out a loud gasp and looked at zain's arm. "I know I'm good looking but you don't have to gasp" He said, completely unaware. "no" I said "your arm is bleeding" He looked down at his arm to see that  in fact it was bleeding, and bleeding pretty bad. "I must've hit a tree branch or something" He said, wiping the blood on his shorts. "well lets go to my house and I can clean it up for you" i suggested not wanting this day to end. "are we gonna walk all the way to your house?" He asked confused. "no, I drove to the cafe we can just walk there" "okay" He said, getting up and walking over to me and giving me a tight hug. "Let's go" He said, taking my hand. 
   We walked in silence, still in shock of what had happens minutes before. When we walked into town it was about 6 or so and we got a lot of strange looks. I would be giving people strange looks too if I saw them in such a state as us. Zain was shirtless with baggy shorts and bare feet, complete with a bloody arm, and I was wearing an oversized black t shirt that looked more like a dress, and with my hair sticking out all ends.
When we got to the cafe we went straight for my car and we both hopped in. I felt a little nervous about his arm, it was still bleeding slightly and I was worried. I started the car and put my seatbelt on and backed out of the parking lot, my eyes flashing between the road and back at Zain. He seemed like he was about to fall asleep when I pulled into the gravel driveway with loud crunching noises. I noticed that my mums car wasn't there 'well that's weird' I thought. Pushing the feeling away and walking up to the door with Zain behind me. We walked into the dark house and I stumbled over the furniture, searching for the light switch. After I finally found it I flipped it on, revealing the inside of my house to him. "have a seat and I'll go get the first aid kit." I said, walking away from him and into the kitchen.
Zayn's P.O.V. 
I sat there, on the dark leather couch, with my bleeding arm I'm my lap. She soon returned with a small case of band aids and a wet rag. "let take a look at it" she said starting at my arm. It didn't really look that bad honestly, just a long gash up my forearm. She wiped around the cut with the cloth lightly and slowly. She then got an alchohal pad "This is gonna sting a little" she said, warning me. She wiped over the cut with the pad and I breathed in sharply. "sorry" she said looking up at me. "It's not your fault love" I said lifting up her chin. She quickly looked back down at my cut and put a sterile pad on top and covered it with gauze. 
She stood up on her feet and said "all finished" like she was happy with herself. I couldn't help but chuckle a little at her cuteness. She saw me look down at the shirt she was wearing, which was mine. "Oh, you can have it back" she said disappearing. I didn't get it. So I followed behind her slowly, she walked through a door and into a room that must be hers. She crouched behind a dresser and took off my shirt and threw it at me, returning back up with another oversized shirt. "Do you need a shower?"he asked, looking at my muddy legs. "No I'm fine" she responded. "but it looks like you do" she said looking back down at my bloody arm. "Yeah, I guess I do" I said, turning around "Or..." I said looking over my shoulder. We could kill two birds with one stone and shower together" I raised my eye brow slightly. 'did that really just come out of my mouth?' I thought, 'I would never usually say anything like that, and we had only seen each other twice' she giggled and walked over to me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders  "Zain, nice try but no" she said still giggling. When her arms touched me I felt a tingle under my skin, a good one. "worth a shot" I said, breaking out her arms, not really wanting to leave.
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